mirror sex + pet names for alfie and xavier c:<
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a bed would've been the ideal location; maybe even the kitchen counter would've sufficed, but somewhere between the bar cart and the closest available flat surface, logic dissolved and gravity did what it always did when the pair collided. the walk-in closet, already in disarray, greeted them with a minefield of designer tags. shopping bags were thrown everywhere, suit jackets hastily placed on hangers, and a tangle of silk ties left out to serve as witnesses of what happened next. now, shirtless, pants kicked off and briefs at his knees, xavier had the bare minimum patience to kick a pair of louboutins aside before pressing alfie forward at the waist and bending himāat first, over a leather ottomanāthen redirecting them both toward the mirrored wall. in the process, they knocked over a cologne tray off the shelf, a stack of oil sticks falling to the floor. a call to his cleaning service was probably the only thing that could salvage the carpet tomorrow.
the first thrust nearly toppled them both onto a cashmere sweater pile on the floor, but alfie's palm braced them against their reflection, smearing his fingerprints down the reflective glass. he caged the man from behind and reached around, forearm tight across alfie's chest, the other hand gripping beneath his jaw and tipping his face toward the mirror so they both had to look at themselves, what they were doing, how completely wrecked they were. pupils blown wide, cheeks flushed, hair mussed into wild angles, both of them reflected back as something pained and beautiful. he couldn't look away. "my sweet boy," xavier whispered into the shell of their ear, "will you look at us? tell me we don't look so good together." he used his grip on alfie's jaw to tip his head a fraction higher and caught their blue eyes in the glass, holding still, the moment obscene and vulnerable at once. nothing disguised, nowhere to run. crashing into each other together for no one but themselves.
the two dozen or so dry-cleaned blazers did nothing to muffle the frantic noise of skin on skin, and xavier couldn't decide if he liked the look more than the sound. he leaned into his ex, folding himself over the man's back until his lips found alfie's neck. between grunts of pleasure, he set his teeth into the skin, a playful nip, then soothed the mark with a slow, apologetic tongue. a first of many declarations to be followed up with a second, then a third. evidence of another clumsy reunion. their body responded instantlyāa tremor, then a desperate buck. xavier trailed a line of soft, open-mouthed kisses down the edge of his neck, taking greedy detours with every stutter in their breath. alfie's sweet murmurs crumpled into a string of incoherent words as his teeth grazed his shoulder. eventually, all he could make out was his name. "xav, xav, xav," became a hypnotizing chant, the volume turned up every time xavier pulled alfie back for more. even in repetition, he couldn't get enough of the mantra, almost couldn't believe he'd stood so long on pride, convincing himself he could ever do without this. without alfie. "fuck, baby," he sighed, easing the pressure and set his cheek against their shoulder, pulse thundering in his ears. "you have no idea how much i fucking missed this."
